Can you see what's happening?
The sun is bright but mild
I think God's smiling
His new work of art is set for all to behold
Alas, she is born, like snowdrifts
Captivating like the morning sunflower
She came bearing gifts
And Mom received the best pair
Call her Gift, 'cause she has lots of it
Mom no more stays up late wishing
You and your gift
Ever keeps her face smiling
Everyone around her, gets a lot of it
Beauty for the eyes
Personality of the Angels, you emit
The day, your smile purifies
He beholds
From the Beautiful braids on your crown
To the Glowing skin of your soles
He's happy of the gift he sent down
